Oh dear, are you a feminist?

“Oh dear, are you a feminist?”   I looked up once in the eye that asked the woman in me a question such as this.   “Give me a reason, a reason to believe I shouldn’t be one. A reason for that matter, any woman shouldn’t or wouldn’t be a feminist.   As I sat…

Girl, you are strong

So many think of me a strong woman. And on most days I am asking myself, “Who the hell am I pretending to?” I feel so weak and low, vulnerable and broke, pained and cracked. And yet, I know of people who call me strong, while all the time in my head, I so am…

Raising feminist sons

In response to a recent post about raising my boys right, I received a comment that said,’feminism and sexism overload’. Woah! I thought to myself. I was only talking of young boys and raising them right. Is that really feminism? Would you still call it feminism, if instead of me, my husband posted it? He…

Who takes care of the boy’s mother?

“Navas is going back to Kerala. Looks like he has left his job. At least, that’s what he said,” Thatha, my help at home was telling me. “Hmmm,” I nodded. “He is not too sure. Doesn’t look his mechanical motor thing is doing so well. He wants to start something in Kerala,” she added as…

The Boys, Me and Period.

Daughter of a father. When I first got my periods, I cried. Thinking about it, I don’t even know why. Neither do I know now. But, yes, cry I did. Previously that year, each time, if at all I would call out from the toilet, Ma would ask, ” Aaya? ” ( translated to ‘has…

The Gender lesson

If the girls of today have to live with their heads up tomorrow,the boys of today need to be raised right. This was what my Facebook and Twitter status read like yesterday. My five year old son comes back today after school to tell me, “Ma,Girls are so lame.” This statement I thought was okay…